The sky was slightly bright, so I bought some eight-treasure porridge sold on the street outside the hospital. The flower shop next to it happened to be open. Jia Ming went over and bought a few roses, wrapped them into a bunch with asparagus and baby's breath, and sent them to the post office.
I took a glance at the Jianghai Daily, which was released today. The large-scale crackdown on gangs in the city was the headline on the front page last night. I shook my head and smiled, and couldn't help but sigh at the rapid response of these newspapers.
All the way into the hospital gate, I saw on the emergency side of the outpatient department, more than a dozen wounded people headed by Ye Lian were walking to the inpatient department talking and laughing after being bandaged. Fang Zhitian and others naturally would not live there.
Jia Ming probably understood the reason why people like Ye Lian and others came to this hospital. Yuan Lai Chaochuang had just carried out an assassination attempt. After the failure, he was probably still stranded in Jianghai. These people came to secretly take care of Sha Sha who was hospitalized, and they were also expressing their dissatisfaction to Jian Su in disguise.
good.
Seeing Jia Ming, Ye Lian and a group of others coming over, they pointed and laughed and discussed for a while, probably telling their companions that he was one of the three children. Last night, Jia Ming and several of them were considered
We had met each other, but what he looked like now: He was wearing a school uniform that didn't fit very well, his hair was a little messy, he had an ordinary appearance, he was carrying two schoolbags belonging to him and Lingjing on his shoulders, and he was holding a thermos of rice pudding in his left hand.
, holding a bouquet of flowers in his right hand, he looked like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. Although his height could not be changed, no one would think that he would be associated with the powerful and chic beauty Jian Suyan last night.
Knowing Minamoto Yori Chaochuang's character relatively well, Jiaming is probably confident that he will not attack Shasha again, but nothing is absolute, so people who have awakened from Yanhuang can come over to help defend themselves. Although it is of little significance, Jiaming is after all
Gratefully, Shasha and Lingjing are more important to him than this world, and Yanhuang Awakening has always been quite authentic for friendly personnel.
In fact, I have no hatred for Pei Luojia Ming, nor any patriotism. Looking back now, if I had been cruel and not saved Marilyn and Yuechi Xun, I would not have felt a sense of crisis later.
Misappropriating the more than 7 billion to Kelly Fornim will not further lead to the Star Dream incident. If this series of chain reactions did not happen, I would be much more relaxed, but now that it has happened, there is no reflection.
There is no room for him. What he yearns for again is freedom. If he can't do what he wants to do, then what's the point. Therefore, he must take action to save Xia Zhitian and others this time. The awakening of Yanhuang is the beginning of his relationship with
There is a buffer zone between Pei Luojia and Pei Luojia. If this buffer is gone, I will definitely be affected by Pei Luojia's sharp edge.
Entering the room passage of the inpatient department, several boys from the Shazhu Gang were sitting outside the door of Shasha's ward. They said hello and pushed the door in. Lingjing was getting dressed on a bed next to her. When she saw someone coming in, she quickly pulled up her clothes.
The quilt covered the whole body, and it was clearly seen that he put down the quilt, and gave him a gentle glare, and then said: "Look outside and don't let anyone come." He just took off his pajamas, revealing his exquisite upper body. Shasha was sleeping in the middle.
On the hospital bed, his brows furrowed slightly.
"Did Shasha wake up last night?" Jiaming asked after placing the bouquet.
"Well, I woke up once at eleven o'clock. When I asked you, I just said that my mother asked you to go home and sleep." After putting on her trousers and thin cotton socks, Lingjing sat on the edge of the bed and stroked the bangs on her forehead.
Looking at Jia Ming who was looking at Shasha's face, "Last night...last night I heard from those people outside that the police and armed police forces were dispatched at the same time. The Yongsheng Gang was wiped out overnight. The leader of the Yongsheng Gang was arrested and then disappeared.
Jiaming, you... you're not hurt, are you..."
"Well, I didn't do that. I'm fine." Looking back, she saw the faint dark circles on Lingjing's face. She thought that she was accompanying Shasha who had just had surgery last night, and she had to worry about herself going out to kill people and sleeping.
Lingjing was also very uneasy, so she went over and hugged her shoulders, and Lingjing sat on the edge of the bed and hugged him.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
"Well..." Lingjing hummed softly, rubbing her forehead gently on his chest. After hugging him for a long time, Lingjing suddenly let him go with a smile, and said with a bright smile: "Okay, I'll rest assured if you're okay.
Now, I’m going to my mother’s office to brush my teeth and wash my face. I want a big bowl for breakfast!”
"No problem, as long as you can finish it."
"Of course I can finish eating." Lingjing jumped off the bed and jumped up and down, pulling on the uppers of her shoes, "When you are in a good mood, your belly will naturally get bigger!"
"Oh really?"
"Pfft." Seeing Jiaming looking at her belly ambiguously, Lingjing smiled and rolled her eyes at him, "Don't even think about me giving you a baby right now. I don't want to run around with a ball at the age of sixteen. Mom and Dad
Why don't you beat me to death?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Jia Ming looked at Ling Jing running out like a gust of wind and laughed happily.
He opened the curtains and divided the breakfast into bowls. When the golden sunlight shone in through the window, he opened his eyes lazily and looked at Jiaming beside the bed with a soft smile: "Yeah.
,Good morning."
"Good morning, wife."
He gently lifted Shasha's body up, probably because it affected the incision where the appendix was cut. Shasha frowned slightly, and Jia Ming asked, "Does it hurt where the incision was made?"
"Well, it started to hurt after the anesthesia wore off last night, but it doesn't matter." She raised her chin and said with a smile, "It's just a joke."
"Tch, I got a cut on my stomach, it's not a big deal. What about the injury on my hand? Is it serious?"
"I saw it when I woke up last night. It's just a little green. Mother Ye also bandaged me. Hey, what are you doing..." Shasha struggled slightly, but she didn't have the slightest concern about Jiaming's behavior of unbuttoning her clothes.
Immunity, half pushing and half pushing him to unbutton his shirt, revealing his bra and bandages on his arms, "Look, it's okay. Do you still want to take off the bandages and check? It's not serious at all. Those people yesterday, if I
If you don’t have a sudden stomachache, you must have collapsed... Hey, why are you still feeling relieved..."
"I want to see the incision where you were operated on.
…”
"But this is a hospital..."
"Only hospitals find it interesting."
"Go...you've watched too many uniform-temptation videos..."
"But you took the video tapes home..."
Shasha had just undergone surgery and had no resistance at all. After some resistance, Jiaming finally untied her clothes completely and saw the sutured incision on the lower side of her lower abdomen. Shasha muttered: "It will definitely happen this time."
It left ugly scars.”
"It's very beautiful, I like it." Jiaming looked up and smiled.
"But I don't like it."
"Anyway, it's just for me to watch alone, as long as I like it."
"cut……"
Although she disapproved of it, Shasha still showed a satisfied smile on her face. She put her hands on both sides and looked at the scar. Since the incision was a little low, in order to avoid pain, she also lowered the edge of her pants at this time.
, you can already vaguely see the groin between the legs. According to Jiaming's understanding of her body, he naturally knows that as long as it goes down a little bit, it is the most attractive place. After a while, Shasha also noticed the ambiguity.
He said angrily: "How long are you going to keep watching?" He wanted to pull up the quilt, but saw that Jiaming had already leaned down.
"I want to kiss there."
"Ah... uh, how can you do it? I'm still in pain. You're such a pervert, uh... um..."
Her lips pressed lightly, softly, warmly, and moistly. There was also a slight pain caused by this. Her hands, originally intended to stop Jiaming, were placed on his head, but gradually,
Unable to move, an indescribable feeling rose from the bottom of her heart. She sat there, looking at the young man leaning on her belly, and her eyes suddenly became moist...
Not only are they always attached to him. While they are relying on him, this man is also so attached to them...
The next moment, the door opened.
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"...As for the surgery on bed three...eh?"
While Jia Ming and Shasha looked up at the door, Duan Jingxian, who was the first to step into the ward door, looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly froze there. He blocked the nurse who was about to come in later, and the three of them stared at each other for a long time.
Duan Jingxian blinked and turned her gaze to one side: "Uh, um...cough...cough...we'll come back later..."
After saying that, he took a step back and closed the door.
On the hospital bed, Shashala put on the quilt and made a distressed voice: "I'm dead now, you big pervert..."
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"Um...Jia Ming and Shasha are in love?"
Entering the office, Lingjing was washing her face. Duan Jingxian put down the folder in her hand and asked with some distress. Lingjing's action of wiping her face was frozen for a second. Duan Jingxian walked to the bathroom door, holding the door frame with one hand and looked at it.
He followed his daughter's face-washing action: "I was about to go to the ward early for a ward check. When I opened the door, I saw Jiaming and Shasha... Well, Jiaming untied Shasha's clothes and seemed to be looking at the wound very carefully... Well,
It feels weird..."
"Uh, hehe...hehe..."
Lifting her head, Lingjing's face showed an awkward smile: "Mom, don't spread this matter out..."
"Of course not, I'm not a talkative woman. Besides, Shasha's father doesn't care anyway." She walked over with a smile and put her arms around Lingjing's shoulders. She looked at her daughter's beautiful face in the mirror that looked exactly like hers, "But
Ah, your father and I have always thought that you and Jiaming would be a couple, and yesterday we told Liu Zheng about a competition, ah, who knew our family would lose..."
Realizing that her daughter's body was slightly stiff, Duan Jingxian quickly changed her words: "OK, OK, I know, I know, your father and I don't really want to arrange a marriage for you, we just think Jiaming is really good, you just want to
If he treats him as a friend, then it’s just a friend. We won’t force anything... Well, it’s just that your father has always wanted to hand over the martial arts school to him. Now... By the way, Jiaming and Shasha are together.
, will it affect you if the three of you have been living together..."
"It's okay, Mom." Lingjing smiled, "We are friends first, then lovers. The three of us have been playing together since childhood. Do you think love can be bigger than friends? Besides, Jiaming and Shasha have not done anything.
What a mess..."
"Oh, I'm just afraid that my daughter will be disliked if she becomes a light bulb..."
"They dare!" Lingjing raised her fist.
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The morning breeze blew gently, and the bicycle moved briskly on the road, heading in the direction of Sacred Heart College.
Sitting in the back seat, Lingjing hugged Jiaming's waist tightly and told him about the conversation she had just had with her mother.
"It seems that I will be your mistress and little wife for the rest of my life..."
Every time such a topic comes up, Jiaming will probably not make any excuses, but just say: "I'm sorry." But this time, before Jiaming could react, she smiled and bumped Jiaming hard with her cheek.
Di Huibei: "Don't say you're sorry. It's not your fault. It's Sister Shasha and I who want to pester you. You can't complain. Just be nice to us sisters, haha..."
Laughter like silver bells flew from the back seat of the bicycle, and in the bright morning light, a new day began again.